"Your Majesty, there is no need to waste Your Majesty's imperial blood this time, let's come. ”

Xuan Whale took a step forward, and the Ten Kills in his left hand were ready to bleed.

"Why don't you take this kid's blood? He's rough-skinned and thick-skinned anyway. ”

Wan Shu pointed to Gu Hao beside him.

Gu Hao was looking at the mural on the bronze door there, and felt that someone was pointing at him, but when he turned around, he saw the three of them looking at him in unison.

"W-isn't this okay?"

He also heard the conversation between the few people just now, but he didn't think of why he came to him on crutches.

"There's nothing bad about it, Your Majesty has a great favor to you, isn't it normal to take some blood in return?"

Wanshu's sparkling lips stretched to the sides, revealing a malicious smile.

Gu Hao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, he knew that he couldn't escape, it's just a manly man, let some blood or something.

Gu Hao was just about to bite off his left index finger when he saw Wan Shu take out a bucket out of nowhere.

。。。。。

Gu Hao didn't know what to say for a while.

"Is that bucket for me?" Gu Hao's voice trembled a little.

Wanshu showed her cute little tiger teeth and nodded with a playful expression.

Poof, Ziyue couldn't help but laugh a little, Wanshu took Gu Hao to death, and finally someone could clean up this stupid roe deer for herself.

"Okay, okay, don't make trouble, a bowl of blood is enough, or not so much. ”

Ziyue said something to stop him, Gu Hao looked at him with a grateful face, and Wanshu was a little disappointed, it was quite fun to bully Gu Hao.

I saw Xuan Whale take out a pitch-black knife and hand it to Gu Hao, asking him to put a bowl of blood.

Because of the cultivation of the physical training technique given by Ziyue, coupled with the transformation of a large number of medicinal treasures.

Gu Hao's bowl of blood was filled with a huge amount of blood qi and divine spirit, such a bowl of blood was not weaker than the essence blood of any fierce beast.

Xuan Whale took this bowl of blood and carefully poured it on the rickety figurines on the bronze door.

Slippery.

The fresh blood that had just been poured flowed down the pattern on the figure and headed for his mouth.

The eyes of the bronze figurine seemed to move, narrowing into a crescent moon.

After drinking such good blood, it's no wonder if you're not so happy, Ziyue sneered.

Click, click, click.

The sound of the mechanical door opening sounded, and the bronze door slowly opened, revealing a dazzling light.

Walking through the door, you will see a green mountain and green water, and a few butterflies will fly in front of the four people.

The fragrance of flowers came from the feet, refreshing people's hearts, and the entire Xuanming Ancient Star was far less spiritual than here.

In the distance, a black buffalo is plowing the field, while a shepherd boy sits on its back and plays a flute.

The sound of the flute is long, behind the farmland, there is a thatched house, the smoke curls on the house, an old man outside the house lies on the rocking chair, the left hand shakes the fan, the right hand holds a cup of tea, so happy and happy.

The four of them were not impatient, but slowly walked to the grass hut and looked at the old man lying on the chair.

"Dare to ask the old man, where is this place, and who are you?"

The old man put down the teacup in his hand and looked at the four figures in front of him, and a strange brilliance flashed in his eyes.

"The four young heroes are from outside, looking for the treasure of the Northern Underworld?"

"Exactly. Zi Yue said.

The old man suddenly laughed, and then looked at Ziyue and the four of them with a playful expression.

"I think that the young man came here after a lot of hardships, but. ”

"But?"

The old man looked at the few acres of land and the cowherd in front of him with a regretful face.

"There are no relics here, and if there are, they are just relics. ”

"But what I saw in the Imperial Palace was that all the people in the North Underworld had turned into bronze, regardless of men, women, and children. Ziyue stared at the old man seriously.

"It was the abominable tyrant who summoned the calamity himself, and at last a group of people were saved by the gods and went into seclusion. ”

The old man shook his fan, and when he said about the Northern Immortal Dragon Emperor, his face was angry, as if he was an enemy who was different from Dai Tian.

"Really, why does it take blood to open the way to enter here, and why does the mural on the outside record that there is a treasure inside the door?"

Ziyue still asked reluctantly, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Hahaha, the old man really doesn't know what treasures there are, even if he does, he may have been given to someone by his ancestors, right?"

"If you don't believe it, you can stay here for a few days and look for it, maybe you can find the treasure. ”

The old man was not afraid of Ziyue's questioning eyes, and said calmly.

"Then it's up to the old man, let's stay for a few days, after all, we also spent a lot of effort to come here, we have to look for it, and we die. ”

Before the words fell, Ziyue took out a few bamboo chairs from the ring, handed them to the three of them, and sat down peacefully.

The old man looked at the white young man in front of him with some astonishment, but soon burst into laughter.

"Okay, well, since you are here, you are a guest, and the old man should entertain a few young heroes. ”

With that, the old man got up and walked to the backyard, grabbed a few civet chickens that were just the right age and had bright feathers, and dragged them into the kitchen.

Goo-goo-goo!

It didn't take long to hear the sound of killing chickens and the sound of kitchen knives chopping boards.

Ziyue sat on a bamboo chair and scanned everything around him.

This kind of life is actually really good, one acre of fertile land, a ploughing cow, and a thatched hut.

Such a simple and mundane life is looked down upon by many people, but it is precisely what people like Ziyue envy.

It's a pity that everything so beautiful in front of me is fake.

It didn't take long for the old man to return, smelling of blood.

"Oh, the old man forgot to wash and see a few young heroes again, I'm really embarrassed. ”

The old man wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and smiled.

"Old man, have you ever been here before?"

The old man raised his head and thought about it, scratched his head and said, "It seems that there is, it seems that I came here when my ancestors were a few generations ago, and I also came to find the treasure of the Northern Underworld." ”

"Yes, the old man may be old and has a bad memory, was there a beautiful woman and a strange old man before?"

The old man's originally smiling face slowly froze.

"It's not just them, right? There's a group of people with the moon on their foreheads and uniformly dark blue clothes, right?"

The old man's face darkened, and he looked at the young man in front of him again.

"Since the guests are here, wouldn't it be good to have a good meal and then leave?"

"The old man is also a pure place here, and he doesn't want to cause more trouble, he just wants to spend his old age in peace. ”

"Spend your old age in peace?" Ziyue looked at the old man in front of him coldly.

"Lure those who don't know to come, and then nurture them to suck blood and spiritual power, and say it's a place of purity?"

"Again. ”

Ziyue smiled and looked at the old man and the women who gradually gathered around, the cowherd, and the man who cultivated the land.

"Do you think we can't afford your so-called trouble?"